Click to quadruplize, of course I don’t fancy myself a sports reporter, and I certainly try not to kick a person when they’re down, but in regards to the game Susan and I walked to and from last night things were going relatively well for Dodger pitcher Mark Hendrickson and his team through the fifth …
A year ago today we were up in Troy, Montana enjoying an old-fashioned smalltown Independence Day parade and later an afternoon backyard barbeque by Susan’s Uncle Jim followed later by an awesome fireworks display launched from a park beside the Kootenai River (click to enlarge)… that we watched from the front yard of Susan’s grandma’s …
Marathonfoto.com is the organization that stations photogs at points along the course to grab pix of every participant as they pass by. That’s a lotta lotta shutter clicks. So far, according to its website, identification of only 39% of all the images taken has been completed, which means there might be some more of me …
I won’t verbatim the post I just tossed up on Blogging.la. I’ll leave it at I’m better than this time yesterday, but still recovering from some odd repercussions my body’s experiencing. So while that continues (hopefully at a diminishing level), allow me to point you to the Flickr photoset of images from the day’s events.
As in six hours, thirty minutes and 36 seconds. That’s how long it took for me to walk the 26.2 miles from the start to the finish of the marathon today. Don’t do the math because I already did, and that time translates into a 14.9-minute mile, meaning I was finally wonderously able to rock …
It’s 2:10 a.m., and as planned I’m wide alive in the dead of night — and of course it’s now and too late when I figure out an option that would have grabbed me a couple hours or more of shuteye and made this long day’s journey a little less so. It’s simple really… instead …